My Lust System: I Inherited The Sin Of Lust And His Three Wives

The journey back remained quiet.

Damian sat by the window of the SUV with one hand resting against his temple while Rin occupied the seat beside him. Neither spoke. The city lights drifted across the tinted glass one after another as Chicago slowly transitioned from evening traffic into nightlife.

By the time they reached home, it was already seven in the evening.

His phone had vibrated endlessly throughout the ride with several missed calls and several unread messages. Among them were repeated calls from Victor Hale, the managing partner of the firm.

Damian rejected every single one and he did not even bother opening the messages.

A clone carrying ten percent of his power had already been sent off to handle everything outside. Right now, it was making preparations for a movie night with Clara, leaving his real body completely free to return to his wives.

Honestly, Damian had no intention of involving himself with the outside world unless absolutely necessary. His interest in ordinary matters had already become dangerously thin.

”We are here, sir.”

Loth’s calm voice came from the driver’s seat and pulled Damian away from his thoughts.

His eyes drifted lazily toward her.

She remained composed as usual with both hands resting on the steering wheel while waiting for instructions. Damian looked outside briefly before speaking.

”Sure. You can go ahead. We’ll come in when we’re ready.”

Loth nodded immediately.

”I understand.”

She stepped out without another question and the door closed softly.

Only then did Damian finally exhale.

His expression loosened slightly as silence returned to the vehicle. His attention shifted inward immediately as several translucent windows surfaced before his eyes.

His gaze landed on the first new skill unlocked after crossing another hundred levels.

[Name: Dark Blessing]

[Type: Active]

[Description: By bestowing your blessing upon your faithful servants, you can bestow your demonic force to temporarily empower them and even lend them a specific power of yours. It can be administered directly or through prayer.]

”Ooh?”

Damian raised a brow.

At first glance, someone inexperienced might dismiss this skill entirely but Damian was not that shortsighted.

His eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

This ability was terrifyingm it was not simple empowerment, it was more like delegation.

This meant he no longer needed to personally appear every single time something happened. His followers could become extensions of himself with jydg a small amount of demonic force and one useful ability.

That alone could completely overturn many situations.

Honestly, if he possessed this ability earlier, he was certain Jota and his group would have defeated those priests themselves.

The only real variable would still have been Corbin.

”Yeah... This will make life much easier for you.” Rin glanced sideways at him. ”Lazy motherfucker.”

Damian chuckled lightly, he did not deny it. If power existed to reduce effort then why suffer unnecessarily?

His attention shifted to the next skill and immediately another window appeared.

[Demonic Weaponry: Seven Faces of the Nine Foxes]

[Type: Equip / Weaponry]

[Description: Seven Faces of the Nine Foxes is Asmodeus’ mask capable of stealing faces. Once a face is worn, you gain all the properties of the stolen face.]

This time Damian’s expression changed. He stared silently for a while then frowned. Compared to the previous skill this one felt bizarre.

His excitement did not come immediately. Instead he felt cautious. Rin noticed and nudged his arm.

”Seven Faces of the Nine Foxes is a mask Asmodeus prided himself on.”

The fox’s tails swayed proudly.

”It was the ultimate disguise and infiltration skill. Even among gods, it could go unnoticed. You should be excited.”

Damian did not respond immediately. Mostly because he had not fully processed what he had just received.

His eyes remained fixed on the description, then he finally asked.

’Do I gain the powers too?’

Rin nodded instantly.

”Powers, memories, Everything.”

The fox’s eyes lit up.

”If you stole a dog’s face and wore it, you would appear as a dog even before the eyes of gods.”

Rin pointed at the ring on Damian’s finger.

”Even without your ring, nobody would notice anything wrong.”

Damian slowly nodded. Then he snapped his fingers.

[Demonic Weaponry: Seven Faces of the Nine Foxes]

Buzz!

Violet smoke erupted softly above his palm. From within it something dropped.

A mask.

It landed gently in his hand and Damian narrowed his eyes. The mask looked like glass. Yet when he looked deeper he realized it was not transparent at all.

Countless glowing white runes flowed beneath the surface like living veins and they pulsed rhythmically.

The moment his fingers wrapped around it his entire mind shook. Billions of images exploded inside his consciousness.

They flashed so quickly his eyes almost failed to process them. As the images surged, the mask vibrated and a strange black liquid slowly leaked from its surface.

The liquid crawled and hardened, revealing the terrifying outline of a fox demon.Long vicious fangs with narrow eyes.

Damian stared quietly for a moment then shuddered.

”Scary...” His voice came out lower than expected.

It was not just humans, he saw orcs, goblins, winged creatures and even scaled races.

Things he had never seen before.

”Everything in existence is here...” Damian muttered and Rin nodded confidently.

”Unless a new race is born into reality this very second...every mortal and animal race already exists inside that mask.”

The fox puffed its chest and Damian chuckled at his bravado.

”You have no reason to seek faces manually unless you intend to acquire specific abilities.” Rin added quietly and Damian stared.

”I see...” His eyes narrowed thoughtfully.

Immediately an idea appeared in his mind, But before he could speak as Rin interrupted.

”And no.”

The fox pointed directly at him.

”This puny artifact may be godly but it does not possess the authority to steal god-level inheritances.” Rin’s eyes narrowed.

”It cannot take the Seven Deadly Sins, ten commandments or be used against your brothers.”

Damian frowned at this and his fingers lightly tapped the side of the mask.

He had to admit that was the greatest flaw of this ability.